Leaves They Linger: A Sacred Poem

by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole

Trans Solar World Battery image by Joe Haput CC BY-SA

Leaves They Linger

Leaves they linger in the tree,
While the vine encircles me,
Green of heart the winter through,
Blossoms at my feet I strew.

Winter’s bride, and Summer’s beau,
Both sides of man, this I know:
Male and female intertwined,
Seasons, circles, kith and kind.

Once a statue on a block,
Chiseled out…